The Vixen & the Fox II

Chapter 284

"Freya, you nominated me for Regent, or pulled a fast one on me, I'm still not sure which, but you are not stopping me from going to collect Davina, Kaleb and Landon from the bloody airport just because I'm to be Regent!" Kol snapped irritably.

"Finn is getting them," she promised.

"No," he tried to leave only for his sister to throw up a barrier which had him glaring at her. Freya though looked unimpressed as she leaned on her chair and raised a brow. "Freya, let me out of here before I tear the house apart."

"You are not going anywhere until the Regent ceremony is complete, because Kara and her cronies do have a price on your head," Freya informed him.

"There's always a price on my head! I'm a bloody Mikaelson!" he snapped.

"I know that," she spat back. "Look, Kol, for five minutes, or just today, whichever you can manage, don't act like I'm the bad guy here!"

"You got them to elect me as Regent, I don't know how, but I know you did it, and now I can't leave this goddamn property because you're Nik level insane and paranoid!"

"You're just as paranoid, hence why you don't want Finn collecting Davina," Freya pointed out.

"That's not paranoia, Freya, it's a combined experience of Finn's absolute hatred of me, and Davina's impressive ability to get kidnapped whenever I attempt to leave her to the care of someone else or when I leave her unsupervised!"

"Oh please," Freya rolled her eyes.

"Katerina Petrova, Tyler Lockwood, Travellers, Markos, Strix, Sisters, the Trinity, need I continue!" Kol rattled off furiously.

"Kol, your election to Regent was by popular vote, you had fifty-four Elders of the Nine Covens elect you, the forty-five oppose though are my worry because they are radicals of Kara's and they want your head."

"Not any more enticing parts of me? Just my head?"

"Take this seriously! Please!"

"I'm not! Freya, I never wanted to be Regent, I just want to be left the hell alone! After Inadu and Malivore I wanted to go off to some place in the middle of bloody nowhere and live out the rest of my mortal life in peace, something which this family seems intent on squashing!"

"No way you'd get Davina onboard with that plan of action," Freya muttered.

"She's all for it," he snapped. She probably would be all for it if he built her a library worthy of Beauty and the Beast; then he might never be able to retrieve her.

"Kol, just until the Regent ceremony and after Fête de Cadeau, you can go back to doing whatever you want; your position will be secured then and you'll be able to connect with the New Orleans Ancestors, and have their protections."

"You didn't think that one through, Freya," he pointed out dryly. "Mary-Alice Claire, the new founder of the New Orleans Ancestors, Davina Claire's grandmother, my ex, oversees the Ancestors. You really want me to curry favor of Mary-Alice Claire whilst I fuck her granddaughter, Davina Claire? I'm not going to be winning brownie points with the Ancestors, Freya!"

"Kol!"

"It's true!" he snapped furiously. Despite the talk he had had with Mary on the night of her death, and Mary's blessing, Kol didn't think it made everything okay between himself and Mary, and being Regent would mean he'd have to commune with Mary and yeah... Kol was still passionately in love with Davina, and Mary might've given her blessing but it did not erase all their history or make it any less complicated. "I am the last witch, dead or alive, young or old, who should ever be made Regent, and we all know this!"